Olivia was photocopying several documents when she noticed Ethan returning to the office barely an hour later.
Earlier, Ethan had dropped Olivia back at the office before briefly returning to his apartment to change out of the clothes ruined at lunch.
Ethan did not head toward the finance department.
Instead, he walked quickly toward the pantry.
Olivia frowned.
Something about that alone already felt strange.
She placed the files down on her desk and glanced toward the glass-walled pantry visible from the office.
Their workplace, dominated by sleek glass partitions, made it annoyingly easy to observe almost everything happening inside.
At that moment, a woman from another division happened to step into the pantry.
Anne.
Olivia recognized her immediately from inventory.
Inside, Ethan stood near the coffee machine, already pouring himself coffee.
Anne moved casually at first, reaching for a cup behind him.
Then Ethan turned.
And suddenly—
Anne froze.
Completely.
